Alien Dust

Chapter 391 Bai Zeyu Temple
The ground was covered with fallen leaves and no one cleaned them up.

Wu Hen entered the house and saw an old man without legs. He was sitting under a tree in the yard. He looked lifeless, as if he was waiting to die after the sun went down one day.

"Old man, I've been asked to bring you a few words." Wu Hen walked in and spoke to the legless old man.

"He's dead, isn't he?" the old man asked without raising his eyelids.

"No, he said that he committed an irreparable mistake and will never set foot in the Cangchu Divine Realm again in this life. Let me tell you, you don't have to worry about him." Wu Hen said.

"He knew that it couldn't be made up, so why did he run away at that time, causing my other children to suffer from thunder punishment!" The old man's emotions fluctuated a little.

Wu Hen was also a little confused. Did the murderer used to live in Tongtian City?

So what outrageous thing did he do?

"He regrets it very much and says that he will repay your kindness in the next life." Wu Hen said.

"Okay, the dead are relieved, but the living are suffering more." The old man closed his eyes and continued to wait for the sun to set.

"Then I'll be leaving. If you have any problems, you can come to Shengzong to find me. My name is Cai Ting." Wu Hen said.

"Are you from the Holy Sect?" The old man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Wu Hen.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Wu Hen was puzzled.

"Since you are the Holy Sect, why are you still helping him?" the old man asked with a frown.

Wu Hen was also confused.

The main reason was that after the use of bio-battery technology to torture the murderer was stopped, that guy no longer looked like a human being and had serious mental problems. He just asked me to come to this place and meet the people living here. It was more like his last words, asking me to come and comfort his living relatives. He didn't say any shocking secrets.

"You don't know anything, do you?" the old man continued.

Wu Hen nodded helplessly and said, "I just gave him some end-of-life care."

"I am also a person with half of my body buried in the ground. I believe you are here for the Tianxuan Shengjue..." The half-old man said this and took a special look at himself.

Tianxuan Holy Decision? ?
Since the Holy Sect practices Xuanzhen, it has its own techniques and secret manuals.

The Holy Decree refers to a powerful secret book.

Most of the holy decrees that Wu Hen has mastered now are elementary ones, and he only has one high-level holy decree, the Giant Golden Spirit Shadow, which he learned by stealing.

When it comes to Holy Decrees, the Holy Sect has very strict control. They are usually given as rewards to the entire sect, to those who have made outstanding contributions to the Holy Sect.

It is somewhat different from the traditional martial arts secrets. The words engraved in each holy book are holy texts that cannot be copied or printed. One needs to collect a relatively rare kind of rock ink to make it.

Therefore, no matter it is elementary, advanced, or Tianxuan Holy Decree, they are all disposable consumables, and the sect keeps records of all the Holy Decrees that have been used.

Wu Hen found out later that the holy book that he had stolen, which could transform into a giant golden spirit shadow, was actually just an empty shell after he finished studying it. After he put it back, no one else could use it to study it.

Well, to put it bluntly, all the holy secrets of the Holy Sect use blockchain technology, which is decentralized, unreplicable, and has traceable sources.

"Let me ask, could this Tianxuan Sheng Jue be the most top-level secret book of the entire Totem Holy Sect?" Wu Hen had only a vague understanding of the situation of the Holy Sect. Seeing that the old man who was about to die was also frank, he stopped pretending.

"You are a member of the Holy Sect and you are wearing the robe of the master, how come you don't even know this?" The old man was also surprised.

"I'm not completely a member of the Holy Sect. It's a long story..." Wu Hen said helplessly.

“Okay, I’m not interested in listening to your story. From the moment you stepped into here, you were not a lackey of the Holy Sect. Perhaps your chance has come. I will tell you the secret of the Tianxuan Sheng Jue.” The old man waved his hand.

"Oh, then I'm very grateful." Wu Hen said quickly.

"We are the House of Thieves..."

"Thief?"

"Stealing ancient things!" The white-haired old man got a little angry. He pronounced these two words with great accent, revealing his disdain for petty theft.

"Oh oh oh, a craftsman using traditional techniques." Wu Hen nodded.

“There are many immortal masters in the Holy Sect. When their birthday is approaching, they will look for a burial place and sit in meditation there. We make a living by looking for their meditation places and picking up their belongings.” said the white-haired old man.

Wu Hen raised his eyebrows.

This guy is really an expert at identifying meridians and acupuncture points. May I ask if he is from the southern or northern school?

"If your target group are all the big brothers of the Holy Sect, then wouldn't you be grabbing the Holy Sect's rare treasures?" Wu Hen immediately became interested.

Gravedigger!
Or dig the grave of the Holy Spirit!
It is conceivable that once you succeed in doing something, you will take off right away.

"Our ancestors were very smart. They knew that some of the greatest practitioners of cultivation were so talented that no matter how we mortals try to improve, we can never catch up with their realm. However, the laws of this world are fair. No matter how brilliant the genius of cultivation is, they will eventually fall and die. If we want to obtain the treasures that once dominated the world, we can only wait for them to die and find the place where they died." When the white-haired old man mentioned his craftsmanship, his eyes lit up a little, and even showed a bit of pride. When Wu Hen heard this, he suddenly felt that the other party's idea and perspective were also awesome!
Yes, when you are alive, you are unrivaled in the world and no one dares to steal your things. But when you die, even if only a body is left, it is not much better. All your life earnings will go to these craftsmen.

Come to think of it, the Holy Sect's combat power is off the charts, and the only way to deal with them is to outlive them.

“My Liulang is extremely smart. Even if he embarks on the path of cultivation, he is not inferior to those so-called geniuses of the sect. But he has a great interest in our family's ancient theft techniques. It was also because I was not cautious enough and was too lax with him that he caused a disaster and brought harm to our entire family.” The white-haired old man sighed.

Wu Hen was not in a hurry and listened patiently to the old man talking about these things.

I didn't expect that the murderer had this ability!

"Whose grave did he rob?" Wu Hen asked.

"Do you know the Holy State Qilin Girl?" said the white-haired old man.

"Um... I've heard a thing or two about it, but isn't she alive and well?" Wu Hen said awkwardly.

"Of course not her, she is still young. She has a master who is an ancestor of Shengbang. Just because he liked to drink the plum wine of Tongtian City during his lifetime, through this detail that no one else would notice, my Liu Lang found the place where the ancestor Zhuang passed away, took away his holy bones, and took away the Tianxuan Holy Decree." said the white-haired old man.

There was no expression on Wu Hen's face, but there was a lot of turmoil in his heart.

The murderer actually did something so outrageous that it aroused both human beings and God.

The grave of the cold-blooded female master was robbed!!
No wonder no one in this family survived. I'm afraid this old man must have spent a lot of effort to survive...

"You're so brave!" Wu Hen had seen the habits of cold-blooded women before.

As the cold-blooded woman's direct relatives, they were going to be fed to the dogs just because they didn't say what she wanted. As murderers who robbed someone else's master's tomb, I'm afraid that no matter how many family tree copies there are, it would not be enough to kill them.

“Do you dare to take this Heavenly Mysterious Sacred Art?” The gray-haired old man laughed at this moment. “Once I opened my mouth, you have entered into this cause and effect. If you don’t want to know, it’s not too late to leave now.”

"Just tell me, I'm not afraid of anything." Wu Hen said.

Always thinking about the good opportunities but not taking the risks of opportunities, there are no such good things in the world.

Besides, there is not only one way to deal with this matter.

If he couldn't bear it, he could just make up a reason and present the Xuansheng Jue to the cold-blooded girl to ease the cold and indifferent atmosphere between the siblings. Anyway, she was cold-blooded and ruthless, so he had to pretend to be affectionate.

"Did you see the Rain Temple when you came here?" said the white-haired old man.

"I saw it."

"The thing is hidden on the beam of the Rain Temple, go and get it." The white-haired old man was also straightforward and directly told the hiding place.

"Thank you!" Wu Hen nodded, turned around and left the house without lingering any longer.

……

We went to the Rain Temple. There were not many people in the temple. Most of them were residents from the surrounding area who came here spontaneously to clean and worship. It was obvious that the people here were worshipping the ancestors of the Holy Sect. Not many people believed in a god as mysterious as the Rain God.

After entering the Rain Temple, Wu Hen saw a very eye-catching sculpture.

This sculpture is lifelike, just like a white jade mythical beast standing in this temple, and even its expression gives people the impression that it is examining the people who come in.

Wu Hen thought he was seeing things.

Taking a closer look, I discovered that the god enshrined in this rain temple is actually the mythical beast - Bai Ze!

To be honest, Wu Hen's experience in the world of painted scrolls gave him a feeling of a dream. If he had not met the real Du Mao in the Zhenwu Continent, he would have suspected that he was indeed lost during that time and entered into a cosmic fantasy.

Since Du Mao is real, Bai Ze, whom he captured with great difficulty in the world of painted scrolls, is also real.

At the beginning, the eight gods promised him that they would mail Bai Ze to him. So many years have passed and Wu Hen almost forgot about it. He never expected to see Bai Ze in this Rain Temple!
"You...are you a statue, or are you alive?" Wu Hen asked the statue in the Rain Temple.

The statue of Bai Ze, like a living creature, stood there without any reaction.

Wu Hen also smiled bitterly.

I am afraid I haven't woken up yet. Even if there are people in this world who worship the sacred beast Bai Ze, it is normal. How can I expect that the statue in front of me is Bai Ze Benze?
Shaking his head, Wu Hen saw that the statue had a very long neck, so he took advantage of Bai Ze's long head to step on it and planned to remove the protection on the temple beam.

But when Wu Hen stepped on the forehead of Bai Ze's statue, he immediately heard a string of beautiful words, the voice was soft and mature, like a fairy sister...

"Little Wu Hen, why don't you bow to me when you see me? It would be fine if you didn't bow, but you stepped on my delicate forehead!!"

"I will pour a mouthful of divine saliva on you like a torrential rain, and a blast of thunder will scare you to pieces!!"

The statue of Shenze in the Rain Temple really came to life, and as soon as it came to life, it started to punch Wu Hen violently!

(End of this chapter)